Ava Hope’s books are sensual love stories in which there is no room for toxicity or betrayal. Her heroes are so lighthearted and fun that a happy ending is guaranteed. “The ocean has always given me a feeling of calm. And it also gave me HIM—a boy who was like a god, commanding the waves. Max was my first love and the reason I developed an intolerance to the Miller surname. Our love was a secret because I’m a Richardson—his family’s main competitors on the island. And it was tragic: Max disappeared from my life, and three years later he burst back into it like the most powerful storm. I should keep away from him, but my heart still belongs to him. And what if the thought won’t leave me—that he returned only to break me to pieces again?”